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**GOOD TIMES ACOMIN*," 



BY BBV. OLE UNCLE SCIPIO. "F' ^' *? f^^ T 



Marse Sampson churned de ocean blue 

A lookin' fur he dunno who; 

From Habana to Martinique 

Lo'd how he make dem big guns speak. 

Dey said de Spanish gone to Cadiz — 
If he cotch dem dey'll go to Hades — 
And dar dey'll think de wedder cool 
To what dey felt on dis footstool. 

Ole Massa Dewey beat 'em all, 
He run 'em down an' make 'em small; 
An' in Maniller now dey pray — 
uLo'd take Maree Dewey clean away." 

But jes' you wait for ole Marse Lee, 
He'll show you somethin' wofth to see; 
An' when his acorn-fed" boys sing out, 
Dem Spaniards dey'll go up de spout. 

Sich times hab nelj/r ^en seed. 
As sho' will come when Cuba's freed; 
Dis niggah'l shout in loud hosannas, 
><Fi' cent a duz fur fat bernanas." 

Wid watermillions cent a piece, 
De trade will run as slick as grease; 
Den add de gov'ment pensions too, 
An' we'll have no mo' wuk to do. 

I neber thot to see dis day 

But let us gib de Lo'd his way; 

He know3 it all — we'll take his 'vice, 

(Altho' he's fooled me once or twice.) 

Wid Miles, Joe Wheeler, Fitzu Lee, 
Togedder is a sight to see, 

uOle Glory" in de lead we say 

My brederin', sistern, let us pray, y 

Wm. R. Moore. 



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